Manhood coerced into sensitivity is no manhood at all.

Human life began in flight and fear. Religion rose from rituals of propitiation, spells to lull the punishing elements.

Western man represents himself, on the political or psychological stage, in a spectacular world-theater. Our personality is innately cinematic, light-charged projections flickering on the screen of Western consciousness.

Men know they are sexual exiles. They wander the earth seeking satisfaction, craving and despising, never content. There is nothing in that anguished motion for women to envy.

Nothing is more hackneyed than the liberal dogma that shock value confers automatic importance on an artwork.

Teaching is a performance art.

It's so tiring to make love to women, it takes forever. I'm too lazy to be a lesbian.